Filter of critical sense
Follow their lies blindly
Unable to rethink twice
Follow their steps faithfully
You think you have the answers
And everyone else is wrong
A bunch of puppets for ages
Controlled by divine hands
Ready to die, or ready to kill
All for dumb speeches
Brain damaged forever
All for an awakening
Tricking their minds, sucking their souls
Hope for a so called light
You are wasting
Your only chance to experience life
A despairing need of frame
Journey toward the mist of consciousness
Journey toward the mist of consciousness
A bunch of puppets for ages
Controlled by divine hands
Ready to die, or ready to kill
All for dumb speeches
Brain damaged forever
All for an awakening
Tricking their minds, sucking their souls
Hope for a so called light